What worries me most?

I'm worried about not worrying enough. I'm worried about not being original, simply well documented. I'm worried about being hollow, empty. And I'm worried about running out of ice cream.

Posted by Vincent Mu? Giard @ 27 june 2002 03:02 AM AEST

what worries me... is running out of creativity. i panic about simply not being able to get ideas, and about whether they're good ideas or not. that said, i'm not unhealthily worried over it, hehe.

Posted by Kathryn (staralfur) @ 27 june 2002 03:25 AM AEST

Right now? My double politics exams tomorrow are pretty worrisome!

Posted by Maeve @ 27 june 2002 04:43 AM AEST

oi, simply life, dear tracey, simply life worries me days worry me, but they also amaze me and make me smile sometimes, so it all works out eh.

Posted by linds @ 27 june 2002 05:55 PM AEST

I come here everyday.

I worry that my life will never be like the movies. I wanted to see if four walls could hold me. I worry that no one will ever know me, understand me, or love me. I worry that I will never be whom I want to be. When I placate my mother's visiting nurse over breakfast by enduring her petty idle chatter, I worry about my lack of integrity. I don't live the things I say. The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return. I worry that my heart will burst. I worry that I just sounded cliche. And yet I won't make a move. I won't EVER make a move. I'll just sit there and sit there and think about how I can't do it until my chest begins to sink and then I'll go home and eat ice cream and watch Great Expectations and find out who made the artwork (Francesco Clemente) and worry about my never writing or drawing or making music. I worry about bombs in Israel. I worry myself in circles. Everything I do is comfounded by doubt. But that's not the whole story, because I'm someone different; I'm a smart, confident young man with a future that hasn't yet begun. I worry about the fact that when my father and I found out that my mother will die more slowly than previously supposed, the first thought that popped into each of our minds was that my quasi-nazi grandmother would be staying longer. I worry about the fact that I am living my life inside a room and we are sinking. I worry about characters in movies who make obvious mistakes and tell lies that you just know are going to get them in trouble. I worry that I'm typing too much right now. I worry about my brightness and my love because it seems to scare people away. I worry about my darkness and my pain because it seems to scare people away. I worry about my skin and my clothes. I worry about whether or not I should have cut my hair shorter. I worry about my dad's frequent accusations that I listen to music that is repetitive. I worry that no one hears the unbelievable and horrible beauty in mogwai that makes me fall in love everyday. I worry that all the things I know so strongly and definitely about life will one day vanish because I fail to put them into effect. I worry that I am too materialistic. I worry that I am going to go to hell because I have no faith, even though I don't believe in it. I worry that I'll never be able to share anything because I'm really insane and the things I want to share don't exist. I worry because I know that everyone has the wrong ideas about me and because I know that there is no truth, but only perception, and perhaps no one will ever know me.

I worry that I'm a little neurotic.

Posted by Skye @ 27 june 2002 05:56 PM AEST

I worry that I'm really, really, really self-centered. :rolleyes:

Posted by Skye @ 27 june 2002 05:58 PM AEST

Two things really. War and the fact that one day i might not say something to someone and the next day will be too late, and i won't get another chance.

Posted by Carla Poot @ 27 june 2002 09:58 PM AEST

hmmm money

Posted by Jasper Warhol @ 28 june 2002 03:11 AM AEST

they say the best things in life are free
well you can leave them to the birds and bees
i want the money
yeah the money

*better mood*

Posted by Skye @ 28 june 2002 05:00 AM AEST

Death. Nobody can escape it.

Posted by Lara @ 28 june 2002 09:11 AM AEST